Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

heard

think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would wish that

doubted

would be afraid of someone with such nobility and

make sense if he was the legendary

would a person like him

you from the private room

Bar.”

explained as if he’d sensed

“Okay!”

same danger coming from

big shot like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t

had already started stepping

exploring the

cowardice was not a word she had in her dictionary after being rebirth, she was

idea.

man standing before him was too

a

what Hugh Croft wanted from

person with Omega

sudden question caught her

idea what you’re

I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself.

felt the sense of familiarity on

her, there was no

could have her investigated with a snap of

what do you want,

want to sign an agreement

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

familiar to the

that announced the search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an agreement to sleep

too sudden. Let me think

was definitely her

incredibly good–looking, powerful, and

every rose has

wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life with

be in love, being with someone like Hugh Croft was

was a high risk of her losing her life by the

she should

leave me your

of silence enveloped both

question was concise and in a pleasant

a loss for words

perhaps?

repeated his question, thinking that Jane might not

not come easily

not many people with whom Hugh

one

was like

on the first time he set his eyes on

imprinted on

of her drove

they had

they were the same

wound that had frozen

“Okay!”

both her number and WeChat

did

The reason was simple.

kept it from him, he would

able to

liked

scanned through

simple user name, which spelled

Simpsons family of five as her display

a full mark “” as his

picture was a pitch–black

If there’s nothing

about

wanted to keep her distance from this

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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